Chapter 325 Practical Type

Author: Silent

Chapter 325 Practical Type

East Palace.

Zhu Houzhao sat opposite Zhang Zhou, and the teacher and student looked at each other like this, as if they were deliberately trying to see each other. In the end, Zhu Houzhao's eyes were so dry that he couldn't bear it, so he blinked and then rubbed his eyes.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Gao Feng asked with concern on his face.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, ignored other people's concerns, and continued to glare at Zhang Zhou: "Zhang, I'm still waiting for you to go to the northwest, personally lead the troops into battle, and flatten the grassland in one fell swoop. It doesn't look like you're doing much either.

Let others charge forward, and you will get a lot of credit!"

Zhang Zhouyi said with an indifferent look on his face: "The prince has given you the award."

"Am I rewarding you? Can't you understand what I mean?" Zhu Houzhao now looked like a half-grown boy, with more opinions and a slightly hoarse voice.

Gao Feng said: "His Royal Highness, Mr. Zhang, please don't hurt your friendship and talk to us if you have anything to say."

It seems that Gao Feng is also afraid that Zhu Houzhao will fall out with the only gentleman who can control the situation, and with Zhang Zhou's current position in the court, there will be no good results in offending Zhang Zhou. Maybe Zhang Zhou thinks that they, the eunuchs of the East Palace, are sowing discord.

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Zhang Zhou said coldly: "If I level the grassland, when the prince reaches adulthood, he will be willing to face the empty grassland and not want to do anything by himself?"

"Damn!" Zhu Houzhao patted his thigh, "Of course I will personally go into battle and subdue those disobedient brats in the grassland in one fell swoop!"

Zhang Zhoudao: "Even if the prince really has the opportunity to go into battle in person, shouldn't he fight a well-prepared war first? Without preparation, he can win just by talking about it? Today's firearms represented by artillery are indeed very powerful, but they do not have enough iron.

How can we build so many cannons? Can great things be accomplished with just cannons and no cannonballs?"

"If we go to the battlefield and only fire one round of artillery, then it goes silent. How different is it from having no artillery? Any war is completed by the accumulation of resources. Even when the Tatars invade our Ming Dynasty's border, we will prepare

With two weapons, only a childish person would think that winning a war relies on the so-called art of war and cunning tactics, and everything still relies on the most basic accumulation!"

Gao Feng on the side was anxious.

Why do you still call the prince "childish"?

Isn’t it that whichever pot is not opened should be picked up?

Zhu Houzhao said "Oh", as if he had been taught something, and asked: "That means, if I wait until I am an adult and then level the grassland, will there be tens of thousands of artillery pieces to bombard the grassland indiscriminately?"

, can you blow up hundreds of thousands of cavalry casually?"

Zhang Zhou said: "Why do you need so many? Thousands of cannons are lined up. Do you know how much area can be covered? If you want to fight the Tatars, the Tatars will also go around you. Then you have to fight for speed.

, ride a horse and use a flint gun to chase... Whether it is a long-distance battle or a close-quarters battle, you can suppress it in terms of strength."

"Oh oh oh." Zhu Houzhao didn't have any temper now, "Okay, hurry up and make preparations. When I grow up, I will be the commander and you will be the deputy. Let's go..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao seemed to be afraid that Gao Feng and others would report his feelings to his father. He glared at Gao Feng and said, "What else do you have to do here? Get out of here! I have matters involving military aircraft and other matters."

, I need to discuss with Mr. Zhang, get out!"

"yes."

Gao Feng glanced at Zhang Zhou with a frustrated expression.

I thought to myself, I was originally worried about your discord, but now I know that you, surnamed Zhang, really know His Highness’s pulse. Knowing that His Highness wanted to personally lead the troops to conquer the grassland, you deliberately said this.

But the problem is, even if the prince comes of age, as long as he is the prince and has no younger brother, your majesty will not let the prince go even if he drives the army himself, right?

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After Gao Feng and other eunuchs had retreated.

Zhu Houzhao complained in front of Zhang Zhou.

"...You don't know that my father has been unreasonable recently. He has grounded me for nothing and has not allowed me to go anywhere. I haven't left the palace for a long time." Zhu Houzhao raised his head and thought for a while, "Go up.

When did you leave the palace for the first time? I can’t even remember!”

Zhang Zhou squinted his eyes, the boy looked more and more like a harem.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Since you are back, do you want to tell my father to let me go out more? I don't ask for anything else. I will go with you to watch the artillery show, and I won't run around. Is this the main office?"

Zhang Zhou said: "There is no hope. The north is not at peace now, and the capital is often under martial law. Your Majesty, you are the heir to the throne, how can you easily put yourself in danger?"

"Then...that means that if I had several younger brothers, my father would let me out?" Zhu Houzhao seemed to understand Zhang Zhou's hint.

Zhang Zhou asked: "Then how many more heirs do you want His Majesty to have, and how many brothers do you want to have?"

Zhu Houzhao thought for a while, nodded and said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

"Aren't you afraid that they will steal your position as the heir to the throne?" Zhang Zhou smiled. He had never heard of becoming a prince. He hoped to have more brothers. You must know that Zhu Houzhao was not much appreciated by his father, even if the Ming Dynasty had the eldest son of the emperor.

The inheritance system is there, how do you know that Zhu Youtang will not dethrone his position as prince?

Zhu Houzhao said: "Don't be afraid. Anyway, I am the eldest son of my mother's mother. Unless I die... If I really die, who will inherit the crown prince? I am buried in the grave. Who cares who inherits?"

Where is the throne? Can I handle it?"

"hehe."

Zhang Zhou quite admired Zhu Houzhao's open-mindedness and confidence.

It seems that Zhu Houzhao doesn't know how much nonsense he is, nor does he know that his father loves him and hates him.

This boy's naughtiness is deep in his bones... Zhang Zhou also thought that if Zhu Houzhao were replaced by his father and experienced what his father had experienced, the environment would develop Zhu Houzhao into a cautious and self-denying person.

King, like his father, or will he continue to be so?

Now that I think about it, this kid was probably tortured to death a long time ago, and the throne will never be passed to him.

"Okay, I'll find an opportunity to talk to you. If you really have a chance to leave the palace, you must be honest and obedient, otherwise I will be causing trouble for myself."

"Don't worry, you don't know my temper yet? I am the most disciplined person. I have promised not to wander around after leaving the palace, and I will definitely not wander around! Hehe."

While making the promise there, he was smiling unconsciously.

It seems that he himself knows that breaking one's word is the privilege of a child. When he really leaves the palace, he can't give me anything fun, and he still wants me to stop running around?

It's not that I'm naive, it's that you are too naive.

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…

Zhang Zhou came back to work after recuperating from illness and resumed his role as the prince's official, which meant that the prince's ban was officially lifted.

But in fact, Zhu Houzhao often goes to see Zhu Youtang and his wife recently.

Zhu Houzhao's birthday is on the 24th of the 9th lunar month. As the prince's Qianqiu Festival, the court usually held some celebrations, such as officials saluting him. However, the most lively thing recently did not involve Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Youtang, Youtang's younger brother, asked about the affairs of Hengzhou Prefecture where King Yong of Fan Dynasty was stationed.

According to the Ming Dynasty's regulations, before the vassal king, especially the emperor's brother, came of age and passed away to the vassal, some farewell ceremonies would be held in the capital, and officials would even go to his mansion in the capital to salute.

The vassal king would also enter the palace to pay homage to the emperor. This farewell was probably the last meeting between the brothers in their lives. Of course, there would be many vassal kings who would allow them to come to the capital to pay homage on the way, but the opportunity was rare.

In the eyes of the world, Zhu Youtang was nothing special at all. He was neither Zhu Youtang's eldest brother nor the most capable. Anyway, he was just an ordinary vassal king.

In Zhang Zhou's opinion, the biggest difference between this man and other vassal kings is probably that his mother, like Xing Wang Zhu Youqi, was Concubine Shao, who was later the Queen Mother Shao.

"Mr. Zhang, your Majesty's wish is that others can go see King Yong, but you don't have to go."

When Xiao Jing sent Zhang Zhou out of the palace that day, he said something special.

Zhu Youtang was probably also afraid that the vassal kings would try to use Zhang Zhou's power to do something, so he avoided letting his younger brothers come to see Zhang Zhou.

If Zhu Youtang had more sons, he probably wouldn't have to worry so much.

Zhang Zhou asked: "If he insists on visiting my house, should I also turn him away?"

"No." Xiao Jing said with a smile, "How could King Yong come out to meet the ministers easily before he became a vassal? He should know the rules. And even if you turned him away, Your Majesty wouldn't say anything. .Do you have anything else to say to him? If so, our family can convey it to you."

Zhang Zhou said: "The only thing is, listen to His Majesty's advice when choosing Prince Yong's Mansion, otherwise... you will suffer disaster."

"this……"

Xiao Jing didn't quite understand what Zhang Zhou meant.

In fact, the vassals of the Ming Dynasty were very superstitious and stubborn in choosing their residences.

When they arrived in their own vassal territory, they would rarely directly accept the mansion given by the emperor. Most of them would ask to move the mansion to a place they thought was better.

This... is actually traceable.

If their vassal mansion was built by the imperial court, the emperor wanted to suppress their luck and keep them trapped in the lord's mansion. Even if there wasn't... they would think there might be one, so they might as well find someone. You can apply to build a house in a place you like more... or even move it to another city or vassal, and it will even be approved.

After King Yong became a vassal, he moved his residence to a place he liked, and then... died in the Hengzhou earthquake in the second year of Zhengde.

A typical example of someone who won’t die if he doesn’t struggle.

Xiao Jing asked seriously: "What's the point?"

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "Isn't it true that Eunuch Xiao must tell His Majesty the truth?"

"Uh..." Xiao Jing looked embarrassed.
To be continued...